I'm out of breath
and I'm out of time
my life is like New York City
Is there a taxi that goes to the sky
Cause I'd like to fly over Miss Liberty

I want to ride in a taxi in the sky
anywhere but here, anywhere high
well, next stop is to Dreamland Street
So come on, come on, come on, come on,
Come on, come on,
Don't you want to catch a ride with me

I'm out of patience
I haven't got a dime
I need a paid vacation
to visit the man upstairs
Can I get away and leave this baggage behind
with the raising of a hand, can someone take me there

Life's too short I just wanna smile
Can I take a break for a while
I want to touch freedom beyond this world
I guess I'm kind of an ambitious girl